C310 (1/2)
”Ling Yan, are you really sure? Fu Zhu's strength has already reached the peak of the fifth level of the Mortal Core realm. Although he is not an orthodox martial artist and is weaker than an ordinary peak of the fifth level of the Mortal Core realm, his cultivation is still there.”
Even though she saw the confidence in Ling Yan's words, she couldn't help but feel somewhat worried. Ling Yan's strength had only reached the great perfection stage two months ago, right?
Even if he entered the Crimson Nimbus Martial School, in these two months, he would at most break through to the second level of the Mortal Stage, the small success stage or the large success stage.
No matter how powerful Ling Yan was, with the strength of a Mastery Stage Second Stage Mastery Stage martial artist, it was already amazing enough for him to deal with a Fourth Stage Mortal Stage martial artist. However, how could he be a match for Fu Zhu?
She felt that the best method was to have Ling Yan invite those experts that her father knew to come over.
Because he often stayed in the Symbol Master Guild, he naturally didn't know that Ling Yan had broken through to the peak of the Second Stage of the Fetal Stage within a month or so after entering the Crimson Nimbus Martial Arts School.
And now, Ling Yifan was at the peak of the third stage of gestation. Lu Xinlan wasn't a Body Cultivator, so she wasn't able to see Ling Yan's current cultivation.
Ling Yan knew what Lei Xinlan meant, and didn't directly respond to his. He only smiled and asked, ”Then Miss Xinlan, can you contact a powerful martial artist?”
It was good that he could get in touch with them, so he wouldn't have to take a risk to kill Fu Zhu.
After all, even if Ling Yan had broken through to the 4th level of the Mortal Core realm, he would still have some variables if he didn't know Fu Zhu's trump card. Moreover, Fu Zhu was a high-level Symbol Master with a lot of money.
However, if there were no mishaps, Ling Yan was more than enough to deal with Fu Zhu with his cultivation at the early Fourth Stage of the Fetal Stage.
Lei Xinlan was stunned for a moment before she shook her head with a wry smile. Among those people, only her father could contact her. How could she have that kind of ability?
Seeing his expression, Ling Yan was clear in his heart. He originally didn't have much hope, so he wasn't too disappointed. He shrugged and said, ”Alright, time is short, I should leave now. Those two black-clothed martial artists outside should be waking up soon. I'll leave all the food here for you two to eat for 10 to 15 days. When that time comes, I'll come back!”
”Ah, there was a black-clothed martial artist outside just now, you … How did you get in? ”